Sunday, March 3, 2013
True Wealth -- a poem by Guru Nanak
Maaroo, First Mehl:
Eh dhan Sarab rehya bharpur
This wealth is all-pervading, permeating all.
The self-willed manmukh wanders around, thinking that it is far away. ||1||
That commodity, the wealth of the Naam, is within my heart.
Whoever You bless with it, is emancipated. ||1||Pause||
This wealth does not burn; it cannot be stolen by a thief.
This wealth does not drown, and its owner is never punished. ||2||
Gaze upon the glorious greatness of this wealth,
and your nights and days will pass, imbued with celestial peace. ||3||
Listen to this incomparably beautiful story, O my brothers, O Siblings of Destiny.
Tell me, without this wealth, who has ever obtained the supreme status? ||4||
Nanak humbly prays, I proclaim the Unspoken Speech of the Lord.
If one meets the True Guru, then this wealth is obtained. ||5||8||